"I'm a mom!"

Ji Shenxiu curled up in a corner of the pavilion, looking at the figure slowly emerging from the painting and sweating profusely.

His face slowly changed from pale to earth.

It was a woman, a woman in red, with gray hair almost hanging down to her heels, and her back was facing him. It made Ji Shenxiu look furious. The key was that she was humming and crying.

If this strange scene wasn't a bit creepy, let alone the sound would be pretty good.

Ji Shenxiu tried her best to control her breathing, and she didn't dare to breathe for a moment, for fear of making a sound that would disturb the woman in front of her who didn't know whether she was a human or a ghost.

The air is stagnant like an iceberg that never melts for thousands of years.

The strange wind whimpered outside the window, like the howling of an evil ghost.

Ji Shenxiu subconsciously touched the knife in her sleeve with her hands silently, and her whole body was extremely tense, just because he saw that the woman might have been disturbed, Jingli's body trembled and slowly turned around.

Suddenly, he fell into an ice cave.

What turned around was a side face, a woman's face, with a beautiful appearance, but he was secretly gathering with strength, holding two knives tightly.

Because this face was only half, when the other half turned around, Ji Shenxiu saw half of the face of white bones, without flesh and blood. Scattered dry tendons and veins were clinging to the exposed white bones, and her black eye sockets looked straight at him.

“…”

Looking at this strange scene, Ji Shenxiu's breathing instantly frozen. He remained motionless quietly, and everything seemed to have stopped.

Then.

"Go to your uncle!"

The two swords in the sleeve were instantly unsheathed, and Ji Shenxiu took the lead in taking action, and the shadow of the knife slashed straight towards the snow-white neck of the woman in red.

His eyes froze, as if he had thought about all the consequences.

But a terrifying scene happened, and his knife was in vain. In an instant, there was no woman in red in front of him, and the singing had quietly arrived behind him.

In an instant, my heart felt cold.

However, what surprised him was the singing gradually descending the stairs.

After a while of a moment, Ji Shenxiu then turned her back downstairs with a blank face.

The woman in red walked slowly to the stone table and sat down. Her eyes slowly fell on the endgame, and she was holding white.

Just from this skill, Ji Shenxiu heard strange sounds coming from the lotus pond.

"Squeak~Squeak~"

The sound was like the rotation of the temple gate, dry and hoarse, and like a dilapidated wooden boat shaking the wooden oars. It made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

When Ji Shenxiu heard the sound, she saw a dim light appearing in the faint lotus pond. In a slim shadow, a wooden boat was actually shining, and there was a person on it. It was a white-haired old man wearing a straw raincoat, a hat, and a fishing rod was placed horizontally on the bow, shaking the wooden oars.

Logically speaking, the pavilion was already in the middle of the lotus pond. Although half of it was left, it could be seen at a glance. However, the wooden boat seemed to be paddling from an unknown place, turning from blur to clear, from illusion to solidity, and the blue waves were rippling across it.

As he was about to approach, the old man raised his drooping eyelids and it turned out that the fishing rod at the bow of his boat was moving. He immediately leaned over and reached out. A fishing rod made of green bamboo was instantly pulled up by him. A fishing line jumped out of the water, and at the end of the fishing line, there was a fat carp.

The old man looked unpredictable, but he just picked the fish off the hook and put it in the fish basket next to his feet.

"It's really weirder than the other!"

Ji Shenxiu was unsure of what she saw.

He was looking at the old man, but the old man seemed to be unable to see him. Not only the old man, but even the woman in red seemed to be unable to see him, and she ignored him.

The strange wind in the sky also stopped. After landing, it turned into a monk in gray. He stood on the side of the chess game with a blank expression, and also looked at the endgame with a steady look.

The old man stopped the boat and picked up the pole and carried the basket. He actually sat opposite the woman in red, holding the black. He placed the fish basket and the fishing rod on one side of the chess game, and it felt like he was making a bet.

The woman was always watching the endgame, but just after the fisherman sat down, a strange bird rested from the pavilion. It was as dark as ink, with blood-red eyes. There was a strange bird cage the size of a palm in her mouth, and then she placed it on the side of the woman as if she was psychic.

Everyone kept their mouths closed and said nothing.

Ji Shenxiu didn't know anything about chess. Not to mention Go, or Go, he had never played Go, but he always felt something was wrong in his heart. The things in the temple were extraordinary, and the two of them were even more weird everywhere, so the things he took out should be very unusual.

He thought, but his eyes looked into the fish basket from time to time. The fish was so fat before, probably less than 10 or 20 kilograms.

But it would be fine if I didn't look at it. Just by looking at it, Ji Shenxiu's face froze first, then suddenly changed, full of horror, and it was simply unprecedented shock.

There was no fish in the fish basket. Ji Shenxiu even rubbed his eyes in disbelief. He had obviously seen a fish caught. But now when he looked again, he saw smoke and clouds inside. He seemed to see a huge creature showing off its scales and claws, and panic like a fish running away.

This is actually a dragon. It is impossible to be wrong. Although Ji Shenxiu had never seen it before, he would never admit his mistake. But now he was caught like a fish, which is indeed similar to a fish. In this fish basket and in this ancient temple, it is a fish.

He looked at the faint lotus pond, his heart turned upside down, and then his eyes stared at the fishing rod.

"Bang!"

Someone has made a move.

The old man who made the move was full of thin, slim right hand and fell down.

The sound of the move was clearly visible, as if there was an indescribable magic. Ji Shenxiu instantly came back to her senses and subconsciously looked at the position where the black son fell. She had never noticed it before, and she didn't expect that the black son would just catch her eyes at this moment.

In Ji Shenxiu's eyes, the dark spot suddenly surged, as if it was about to turn into endless darkness. The darkness skyrocketed like a wave of billions of feet, covering the sky and the sun, and it was unknown when it would be an end.

But at this moment, the harsh sound of metal rubbing in the front yard of the ancient temple dispelled the sound of the lingering sound, and Ji Shenxiu suddenly woke up.

That ancient well.

Without further ado, Ji Shenxiu retreated quickly, her eyes were full of horror, and her body was covered in cold sweat. She never dared to look at the chess game again, and escaped from a distance, looking like a big enemy.

The son fell down and waited until the woman in red again to make a move for ten days. Ji Shenxiu had already retreated from the pavilion to the front yard, and what surprised him the most in these ten days was that the temple gate could not be opened.

When he went to see it again in fear, both the woman, the old man and the monk were gone. And the strange thing about the endgame was that it was no different from before, and there was never one son or one son.

"It's so strange!"

Ji Shenxiu frowned when she saw it.

Just when I came back, the sound of gongs and drums came from outside the closed temple gate, which was extremely noisy, and it felt like there was a downtown outside.

At this point, Ji Shenxiu finally felt a little surprised.

He took a deep breath and pushed the door out.
Chapter completed!